The ghosts in your eyes
Block the light from afar
I cannot see the star behind
I wanna float in time
Between the thoughts
Between the lines
Is there wind
in this secretive speed?
I don't mind
I wanna get old so slow
Let the wrinkles grow
On my face On my heart
Behind my ears and my toes
Dull me up all my senses
Then I wouldn't know
A chunk of time
A bunch of thoughts
A handful of sand
A gust of wind
A trace of smile
The weight of sounds
Track art by Christos Dikeakos, 2009